Lion Heart

The world to me, so cruel and cold,
But on my feet, I stand head high so bold,
My mind runs free, but my hands tied and sold,
What I now see, I should have told,
But I choose to keep my peace

A heart I posses, wild like a lion,
As they chant, oh we head to Zion,
I draw the scenery, color it with a crayon,
I hear a baby cry, his name could be Brian,
Still I keep calm

Too many battles, none counted as victory,
I could board a shuttle, to life's big factory,
Where I hear dreams are shuttered,like a bakery,
Grilled and baked then served along with cutlery,
So yet again I choose to stay still.

I look into the eyes of a lioness,
We both speak the language called kindness,
I watch my favorite people leave my life,
I can't help question if I have been leaving a lie.
Peace my dear ones, I come in peace.

If you were born a grown up,you live to be one
You want to speak but do not know of a soul to share,
You watched a man you loved walk away in the arms of another,
You are so big, yet so invisible.
Your hands turn wood to gold, yet they still can't see your worth.
Live your life and hold your peace

His Birthday my Birthday Gift

I promised myself to make it different. I wouldn't build Rome in a day, but I'd swim the Pacific to earn his trust. As I looked at him my heart smiled, and skipped a beat. He was not torn, he was born, his face lit up like the moon on a cloudless night. He looked at me, I felt my eyes tear up. I could write him a song with lyrics from the passionate chamber of my heart, then put in a tune vintage, classic ...exquisite, I'd then sing each line knowing I mean each word. His eyes always held a touch of gold, and his smile diamonds only today it all came together to glitter and shine on the cutest of faces. His joy my pride, his sorrow my pain. His birth just happened to be my greatest gift. It gave me a friend and a brother. I pledge my loyalty, to honor our friendship, to love you and to care, to be the shoulder to cry on and to always be the one to wish you the greatest Birthday of all.

He Found That He Long Lost

I sat next to him. I could hear his heart beat, this time with a different rhythm. His fingers would dance to the beat on his keypad, he could not bring himself to place his phone down. His face held a certain glow I'd never seen before. Made his pretty brown eyes stand out with distinct beauty, his cheeks glowed with natural blush and his smile I could tell originated from the debris of his heart. Every night I'd go on my knees to pray, pray that she be the one. The one to erase his miserable past and build his heavenly future. The one to hold him when he breaks and be the mother of his son. The one to make sure his sun rises and never sets. His voice would trail into a sigh every time he talked of her, his lips would break into a smile whenever he thought of her. I watched him toss in bed and play with his food. I could almost guess what he day dreamed about. He was and is the best I ever had, and his joy makes my heart leap for bliss. I hope beyond hope itself that she never breaks his heart because she will break mine twice. I might not be having the time of my life in my short life but his happiness brightens my day and illuminates my tunnel. I love him and I hope this time he found the love of his life. Funny how one's happiness lies in the happiness of a friend's heart.

Be carefull not to Take the Taken

I stayed up all night to wait for him,that was the night that followed the eve I waited in the rain for three hours so he would take me for coffee as he had promised earlier that morning. The last bus splashed muddy water on my white pure woolen coat, the coat he bought me on my birthday when we began seeing each other. I walked home in the cold drizzles and hoped he was safe and probably was just working late again."He should make up for it." So I thought, a sumptuous meal of lemon rice and baked chicken graced my dinning table as I finished the set with a touch of two red scented candles. "He should be here any minute now." I can't tell why I kept the hope. The Luther Vandros classic faded to the background of my thoughts as I went through my texts all over again. I still had the guts to add an extra text to the string of the ones not replied already and hoped beyond hope his boss got a bit humane.The reply must have taken the space route first and I didn't have all eternity to wait,so I called. He didn't pick, three times, four times, five times, a sixth would be a bother. Dinner grew cold and I only grew colder and lonelier. The clock ticked mercilessly and the night grew older all before my weary eyes. Just one last time won't hurt, maybe just a prick. The buzz went on thrice, finally he picked.
Hallo
Hallo mam, May I talk to Damien
He just stepped out,but I am his wife,I could take a message for him.
No mam, thank you

So Much for So Little

I offered a shoulder he could step on to reach for the heights. But when he got there, he forgot to stretch back and pull me up. Each day, I worked to build him but he subconsciously broke me bit by bit.I made him more of a man than he was, but reduced me to less than a lady. I am strong, I told myself each day, I did not notice the outer hard shell covered my crumbling insides and still I didn't know how to walk away. I was his pillar, his anchor, in fact his bright and shinning amour, but I was his mistress, am tempted to think his door mat too. I'd stare at the mirror no more, because the beauty I saw there before, is now imperfection he thought made me less prettier than the girls he would salivate for. Every time I get to the door, I wonder what his life will be like without me. To him I am invisible more like a a fairy godmother, or should I say jinni who grants his every wish.
I give too much, so much just for love.

The Price of Love

You never saw me cry, not because I am made of stone but because one of us had to be the man. I gave so much and at the sacrificial table I placed my life, not because I didn't want to live, but because life is about give to have so I gave it all to have you. You never saw my friends, not because, I never had any but because I drew away from them to always be close to you. I was not beautiful, not because I was ugly,only you never took the time to look. I'd miss the rapture to lie next to you. I'd give the world, to float with you in space. I'd climb the ifle tower, if your life depended on it. I'd swim the pacific if I was to fetch your soul from a whale. Yet the best you could do for me was to watch me crush as you laid in the arms of another woman.